Do you dwell in a toxic environment?

   If your mother was like mine, she tried to downplay your gifts. Girls chased my bum off and guys hated me. I would pick them up off the ground by their underwear, one-handed style, extra pain was involved. You get the point, I was pretty and by God, nobody was gonna take it away from me. That's what self-esteem is all about, folks. I'm older now, but not a hideous beast, I reckon. ;)  Well, I'm a beast of sorts, I have a big mouth, am a little nuts, and make strange pictures. Heh-heh-heh...


Now, you can't be me. I'm me, there's only one me, and I like it that way. However, you can be like me. What I mean is, if you have self-esteem probs, you can cast them aside. Take a bath, get smellin'  nice, put on a decent outfit (not sweatpants), brush your teeth, get some book-learnin' (so you can have a conversation with someone), PUT ON DEODORANT!), and don't act like a total dumbass. You might just meet someone who can put up with you. You see, it's about self-worth, but also about being cool for that other person. 

   Next time, someone, even your mom, gets on you and is tearin' at your good you's n' what-nots, say, "Heyyyyyyy, climb off, I'm fabulous!"  You'll have taken your power back. You'll feel better. X.

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This is my fiance. Yeah, she's damned hot! It's okay to say that, even in the present watered-down, bullcrap landscape we currently live in.  ;)

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Please, don't hate me 'cause I'm beautiful. Tee-hee...

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   Sorry that I'm hot...just kidding, I'm not sorry! Ba-bam!

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